She is very thin, with a pointed face, big eyes, deep and three-dimensional facial features, maybe a little foreign blood, tall, one hundred and seventy centimeters in sight, and is taking out a lady's cigarette.

"Do you want it?"

Bai Hetaro shook his head hurriedly: "No, thank you." ”

The woman scoffed, lit the cigarette and took a puff.

Bai Hetaro didn't know how to speak, and the other party didn't seem to have the will to speak, so Bai Hetaro had no choice but to say: "Note, it's yours?" ”

The other party replied vaguely, and Bai Hetaro had to answer: "My name is Bai Hetaro." ”

"White Crane Taro ......" the other party read her name, and then said: "There is a flower called that." ”

"Well, that's the one."

After Bai Hetaro finished speaking, he listened to the other party again: "Zhuang Yan." ”

Zhuang Yan pinched her cigarette, walked to Bai Hetaro's side, and took her hand, and she wrote these two words in the palm of her hand.

Zhuang Yan...... Bai Hetaro read it in his heart.

Zhuang Yan looked at her and asked, "You look at me with very warm eyes." ”

Bai Hetaro was stunned.

Zhuang Yan shrugged: "At the bar, anyone who is stared at by that kind of eye will be aware of it." ”

"Is it......" Bai Crane taro sneered, embarrassed by her direct words.

"You like me." Zhuang Yan came up, hooked her lips and smiled, and said firmly.

Bai Hetaro took a step back, "Miss Zhuang, this is not funny. ”

Zhuang Yan didn't know what she muttered in a low voice, but Bai Hetaro didn't hear it clearly.

At this moment, she felt that this was so absurd - she didn't even know who Zhuang Yan was in front of her.

She shouldn't have followed the note upstairs, let alone exchanged names with this strange woman.

"I'm sorry, I'll go first." Bai Hetaro hurriedly apologized, then turned around and wanted to leave.

But Zhuang Yan was faster than her, and she grabbed Bai Heyu's arm.

"Wait."

The white crane taro turned around.

Zhuang Yan still had the same expression that seemed to be smiling, and she smiled: "Since you have gone upstairs, why don't you stay for a few more minutes - which company are you from?" ”

Bai Hetaro didn't react for a while.

Zhuang Yan glanced at the somewhat stunned Bai Hetaro and raised her eyebrows: "You are an artist, come here, participate in this party, isn't there only one purpose?" ”

"Miss Zhuang......"

"Do you have to make me clear?" Zhuang Yan let go of her hand, with a smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes.

She lit another cigarette and didn't look at the white crane taro again.

The white crane taro was blessed in that moment, and then she felt as if a fire was burning from her stomach, and she blushed uncontrollably.

But this kind of red face obviously has nothing to do with shyness.

Zhuang Yan continued: "I think I'm obviously the better choice compared to those old men downstairs, aren't I? ”

Bai Hetaro froze in place.

Zhuang Yan's tone was too light, as if she was talking about something simple.

"Of course you can make your own choice, and this is my calling card." Zhuang Yan said, handing over a card.

A red card with black lace and floral lettering.

“ines……”

Windsor Group is a large-scale comprehensive multinational conglomerate in the United States, a pioneer in the fields of finance, fashion, communication products, etc., a century-old family business, and is currently developing business groups in various fields in Asia.

Zhuang Yan is the director of the Asian market of INES, a luxury brand owned by the Windsor Group – temporarily, but the identity has not yet been clarified.

"Two weeks on the job," Zhuang Yan shrugged, "temporary part-time, my main job is still in the United States - so I'm very busy, which means that after we establish a relationship, you have relatively free time." ”

Bai Hetaro was speechless.

Zhuang Yan continued: "I have a private villa in the Huaishui private villa area, I will live there during my working hours in China, and I hope you can move in, because I am used to being there - you know what I mean." ”

Bai Hetaro let out a "ha".

It's ridiculous, what is this doing? Trading scene? A woman? Do you want to keep another woman?

"I'm sorry, I don't ......" Bai Heyu subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Zhuang Yan's blurted out words stopped her.

"A million." Zhuang Yan suddenly spoke.

White Crane Taro's eyes widened.

Zhuang Yan continued: "In addition to this million, I can give you more, if you want to film, sing or others, I can provide opportunities, I can guarantee that what others can get, you can also get." ”

Her tone was too confident and domineering, which made Bai Hetaro gasp.

Her heart began to beat violently.

"What do you want me to do? …… Or what do I need to do? She asked, her voice trembling.

Zhuang Yan raised her slender eyebrows, stretched out a slender finger, gently rubbed Bai Hetaro's lips, and her tone was light with a hint of hoarseness, "Do you still need me to say it?" To do - to love, of course. ”

***

She looked a little out of shape, and when she took the last step of the stairs, she almost stepped into the air, but fortunately a waiter by the stairs helped her in time and whispered to her.

Bai Hetaro shook her head, signaling that she was fine, she looked upstairs, there was still silence upstairs, there was no one, as if everything that happened just now was an absurd dream.

But the thing in her hand reminded her that it was all real, and Zhuang Yan was upstairs just now, asking a question that Bai Heyu had never thought of.

It wasn't until she was sitting in the car that the cold wind outside the window blew her awake a little.

Ran Die stayed at the venue, and perhaps her life will change dramatically from tonight onwards.

- This is what the girl next to her said, she came with Ran Die Bai Crane Taro, leaving only Ran Die, so she naturally thought that Bai Crane Taro was on the same front as her, and her mouth kept saying bad things about Ran Die, and Bai Crane Taro was her only audience, but obviously this listener was absent-minded.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Wang Xiangting asked.

Bai Hetaro shook his head: "No ......"

Wang Xiangting pouted: "Seeing that you are preoccupied, it's no wonder that you are fine." ”

Bai Hetaro no longer paid attention to her.

Outside the car window, in the night, the city lights swept by like flowing water, and she clenched what she was holding.

A business card, and a lipstick.

Givenchy's lipstick, the cover emitted a leathery smell, which smelled bad, but Bai Hetaro always felt that it was also contaminated with the breath of another woman.

Zhuang Yan stuffed her business card and this lipstick to her when she left.

Why give her a lipstick?

Regarding her ridiculous mentions, Bai Hetaro didn't know if she should agree, for her, sleeping with a woman was more shocking than sleeping with a man, but she had no one to talk to - Wang Xiangting in front of her was obviously not a qualified listener.

As for Jan, who was driving and had a gloomy face, that was even more out of the picture.

When the dormitory arrived, the three of them shared a roommate, but tonight there was one less roommate.

Jan parked his car downstairs in the company dormitory, didn't say a word, turned around and drove away.

Wang Xiangting scolded the shadow of Jan who was gradually leaving, and then wrapped his coat tightly and went upstairs with a curse.

The white crane taro followed her slowly.

Wang Xiangting was in a very bad mood, her high heels made a crisp sound on the corridor - but she was in this state most of the time, but the voice-activated lights in the corridor today obviously did not turn on as usual - this seemed to make Wang Xiangting even more angry, she opened the dormitory door and slapped it hard against the wall, and the room was bright in response, and a chaotic fragrance came to her nose.

The dormitory was still the same as before they left—coffee tables and stools littered with open cosmetics and dresses.

Wang Xiangting took off her high heels, threw them with a quick movement, walked in barefoot and began to pick up her things, before leaving, their things were all mixed together, but the departure of one person is destined to change some rules.

Bai Hetaro watched Wang Xiangting clean up, she moved quickly and was a little rough, obviously venting her dissatisfaction in her heart.

What is there to vent about?

Bai Hetaro snuggled up on the sofa and looked at Wang Xiangting's pursed lips and thought, Wang Xiangting has a pampered personality and a bit of a big lady's temper, Jan always said that she is the life of the young lady's heart, and she is not likable; But Ran Die is exquisite, she knows what to say to win the love of others, they have no way to compare, so why are they not convinced? What's so angry?

"Hey, is this yours?" Wang Xiangting held a lipstick in her hand, crossed her waist with one hand, and asked Bai Hetaro with bulging eyes.

She had a Givenchy lipstick in her hand, and Bai Hetaro stared at it for a while, and then remembered that the one she was keeping in her coat pocket was different from the new one, which was the old one from a few years ago.

Bai Crane Taro shook his head.

Wang Xiangting sneered, raised his hand and threw the lipstick into the trash can, the trash can was empty, the lipstick hit the ground, and there was a "dong" sound.

Then, Wang Xiangting seemed to explode, she found out all the things that belonged to Ran Die and threw them all into the trash.

Bai Heyu quietly watched Wang Xiangting's movements, she didn't say a word, she knew that as long as she said a word, she would become Wang Xiangting's outlet tonight.

"Old man, do you think you'll come back?" Wang Xiangting sneered, "She won't come back." ”

Bai Hetaro opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

Wang Xiangting touched a cigarette point, took two puffs, and went into his room.

Bai Hetaro sat alone on the sofa in the living room, she couldn't help but touch her pocket, the lipstick was still there, and the edge was still cold metal temperature.

Bai Hetaro took it out, and the unpleasant smell lingered on the tip of her nose, she pulled out the lid and slowly unscrewed out the paste.

The color is not very dark, but it is not bright either, dark red, which suits her perfectly. Bai Tsuru taro thought.

She wiped a little on her lips as if she were obsessed, and a sweet smell spread.

It turns out that only the shell is a nasty taste, and the inside is sweet and liked.

Bai Hetaro slowly lay down on the sofa, she stretched out her body, looked at the ceiling, and thought a little dazedly.